Foxy Loxy in: Don't Believe Everything They Say
Your Name is….Foxy Loxy you think? You're not sure about who you are anymore. I mean goodness sake it's like the whole world went well, quite crazy but lately this feeling has been consuming your thoughts a bit you don't know why but it just feels like you're not you……..
i̸s̷ ̵t̶h̵e̶r̷e̷ ̸a̵n̸y̷b̵o̸d̶y̴ ̵t̷h̶e̴r̷e̸?̸ ̶ ̸p̵l̴e̷a̵s̴e̶ ̴l̶e̸t̵ ̶m̷e̷ ̴o̴u̶t̴ ̵I̸ ̴c̸a̸n̷'̴t̷ ̴p̴l̸e̵a̶s̸e̷ ̶I̶ ̶d̶o̶n̷'̴t̸ ̵k̵n̴o̵w̷.̵ ̵H̸e̵l̶p̶ ̶h̸e̶l̸p̵ ̶h̷e̶l̴p̸.̷
Gah, it's been like this ever since you've seen that dreadful news about that little town's problem Springfield was it? How dreadful what happened to then But… When you saw that new and specifically about the shock collars that were used. it made you feel well…not happy which is weird because you always felt happy. But that feels wrong. It feels like you weren't always like this.
It's like it's like these thoughts aren't yours? Which is weird because you've always remembered that, but some part of some angry part of you and scared. But what troubles you is about your boyfriend Runt….Ẃ̴̬̯̺̈́̀̕a̶̧̛̳̭͕̽̿i̸̡̻͘͠t̶̗͐̀̆͊…̴̭̥̜̓̋̋ ̵͕̩̮͑̌̅̉D̷̰̫́̊̐i̸̇ͅͅd̴̨̳̺̾̍͊̉ ̸̺͎̰̂̋y̴͎̳͙̔̅o̸͎̘̪͛̈͜u̵̫̞̱͐̾̐͗ ̶̧̳̄͌e̷̙͖̠̓̄͆͝v̶͉͎̰̚ě̵̜͕̓̈́ṇ̶͈̇̈́ ̸͖̠͙̈l̴͓̄͂į̷̦̈́̍͋͝k̵̰̜͊̅̀̈́e̵̘͓͛ ̶̺̙͉̑R̶͍̰̞̈́̾̃͜u̸͕̺͆͒̃n̶̡͎̠̈t̷̬͉͈̝͌̾ ̸̙̈́̈́͂̔a̸̜̝͛t̸̤̳͙͎̃̕͝ ̶̠̿͂̃̈́a̶͎̯͝l̸̞̀̿̔l̶̰͕̳̻̐?̸̭̈̐̓̋
Gah! There is it again it's like your brains firing all these emotions off your brain…. Like you hitting a home run………H̵o̸m̷e̴r̸u̵n̷?̷ ̵D̷i̴d̴n̸'̸t̸ ̶y̶o̷u̸ ̶u̸s̶e̵d̸ ̴t̶o̷ ̵p̶l̴a̵y̵ ̷b̵a̶s̸e̵b̸a̴l̴l̸?̸ ̸W̷h̵y̷ ̷a̷r̸e̶ ̷y̶o̴u̶ ̷w̵e̴a̶r̶i̴n̵g̴ ̶t̶h̶i̷s̴ ̵g̷i̶r̷l̴y̴ ̷s̷t̴u̶f̷f̶?̵ ̵W̵h̶a̴t̷'̶s̴ ̸g̶o̵i̸n̵g̵ ̷o̴n̵?̴ ̶W̷h̵a̸t̸'̸s̴ ̸g̷o̸i̴n̴g̷ ̴o̵n̴?̸ ̷W̸h̸a̶t̷ ̶w̶h̴a̶t̵'̴s̵ ̸g̶o̷i̵n̸g̵ ̸o̷n̷?̷ ̸W̸h̵a̸t̶'̶s̶ ̶g̴o̷i̵n̴g̷ ̷o̷n̸?̵
No! Somethings wrong is wrong. You could tell something is wrong because ever since you saw that news on the TV while on your date with Runt. You told him you had to go back home. He was understanding but confused, but he did let you go home. But ever since you've returned home this feeling has been intensifying this feeling like it's just all…it's like..
Wrong. You feel dizzy… you need to lie down…
y o u f e e l w r o n g………. W r o n g
L̴̦͉̳͔̫̤̃̈̇͒̈̀̀̔ē̷̹̝͕̏̈̉̅͘̕͜͝ẗ̸͖̙̲́͌̕ ̸̡͓͉͇̙̜̦͐̆m̴̝̪͔̍̊͋̇̏̓̕͘ê̶͕̑̀̅̓̋̊ ̵͕̜̞̓o̵̯̠̍u̸̜͒̿̓̈́̓̽́͠t̵̢̯̙͖̺̖͐̌͛̇̽̚͝,̴̢̨̲͇̩̬̞̥̀͊̓̒̓̎̕͠ ̷̜͕̆̌̆̌L̸̛͇̜̅͗̈e̴͇̖͚̺͔̤͋t̷̰̤͇̮̼͚̼̼̅̋͂̂̒͊̾͘ ̴̛͖̾m̶̠̤̀̈́̐͐̊͒͝e̵̢̳̖̾̓̆́̽͝͝ ̵̧̝͕̝̤̌̐͂̃̐̐̒̕ơ̵̢̭͎̌̚ụ̴̖͍͚̞̮̿̀t̶͚͙̰̖͍͚͙͗ͅ,̶̛̥̐͘͘ ̸̢̪͓̤̾͜L̵̺̺͚̟̃̋ͅͅe̴̱̺̰̰̋́͑̈́̊t̴̲͔̙̞͎͎̬̠̓̀͊̄͆̄ ̷̹̼͕͉͚͓͎̉̾̍m̵̱̤̮͈̔͜e̴̲̦̤͖͒͐̍ͅ ̴̩̎ő̷̼̦̥̰̱͊̍ṵ̷̡̱̫̬̹͖̔̊ͅt̶̝͖͈̬̕ ̶̭̣͚͉̻̆͗̍ͅl̵̡̢̯͔̥͈͂̀̑̃̚͝è̴̥̜͓͙t̵̡̢̳̦̦̜̮̒͐͗̈́ͅ ̴͚̼̺̻̠͕͖͓̓͝m̷̛͉͎̱̝̲̞͗̿͛̀͊͘͝e̶̛͚͖̖͙͌́̍̃͗ ̸̧̞͖̳̭̊̒̋́̊̓͛͝o̸̧̮͈̎͐̎̈́ū̷̢̩̼̃̔̐̍̈́̕͠t̵̰͚̼̃́̍ ̵̞͉͍̞̳̯͑̒̂͂̀͠ͅl̸͇͕̼͉͔̫̍̔̅̀̕ȩ̴̡̬͈̳̪̙͖͝t̷͙͎̯̝͉̪͎̔̉̊͐̐̌̊ ̷̢̰͙̠̬̝̈͝m̵̹̮̖̤̯̈́͛̏̊e̶̺͙͎̤͈͚̞͑̀͆̓̓͜͝͠ ̶̙̲͈̟̦͈̰̠̄̾̊͒̈̀ó̵̝̜͚̘̪̄̓͂̍̇ű̶̢̡̳̝̥͉̞̳͑̚͝ţ̶͔̄̿̍́͊͗̚.̵̢̤̝̺̙̘̭͊̔̀̑̈́͜ ̵̡̗͖͖̅̇̓͋͝ͅL̵̨̩̙͉̺͎͕̾͒̃̀̆̐ȩ̷̪̦̙̼̻̯̎̍̕͠͠t̸͉̲̟̉̓̾̕ ̴̧̛̱̜͓͇̌̃̒̎̆̓̕ḿ̵̗̗͛͝e̷͖͈̗̻̻̪̭̚ ̷̬̬̮̦̜̄̀̓̚͜ö̴͉͖͚́̂̈́͗̀̃͑͘ṳ̴̻͕͎̝́̈̄͛͊̑̽t̵̪̝̳͎̮̗̠̑̑̈́̓͌.̸̨̏̐̅ ̸̭͔̠̪̟̣̞̈Ḻ̶̫̪̞̔̇͐͊͊̈́͜e̸̾̈̈́͜t̷̲̩̭̤̆̐̋̑͌̌͝ͅ ̴̨͉̭͈̦͔̣͖́̈́̊̇͗̑͌m̷̛̠̞̯͘e̶̢̖̠̣͔͍͕̪͂̑̃̋́̈́͐̅ ̶̙͓̭͚͕̟̙̞̅̈́̀͑̈́̋͋̎ȍ̵̱̺̪̝̺̟̣̄ū̸̩̤̜̖̦͛̑͠t̵̡̛̯͕̭͍ͅ.̸̜̬̺̋̌̽̓ ̷̠͌͘L̷̼̜͕̱̔e̵̺̯͋̃͌̓t̸͇̪̹̗̹̮̬̿̀̿̑̐̈́̈́ ̷͓͈̝͂̏̄͌͝͝m̶̛̪̟̪̟̹̱̭̹̎͛̊ȩ̶͚̦̥̳̘̙͗̓̓̿͛̎̍͝ͅ ̷͕͇̼͎̜̯̽̐̈́̈͑̉̍o̴̙̰͔͔͂̂̓͑̏̈́̾ǘ̷̯̘̬ͅẗ̷͇̫̰͎.̵͕̯̐̇̊̊ ̵̛̗̲̣̊͐̈́͂L̷̢̳̺͙̍͂e̴̡͉̯̔̊̐̆͂t̸̢̤̭̭̪̯̘͕̔̓͐̀̀ ̵̬̻̯̤̦̟̃̑͑̊̽̇̓͝m̷̖̠̞͕̑͗͋̉̾͝e̷͕̙̼̹̪̞͓͑̓̊̒̋͘͜ ̶͓͉̪̬̮̱̖̪̍ơ̸̰͍͂̽͑̌͝u̷̖̪̜̪͇͔͉̗̎t̸̹̞̲̙͋.̷̧͓̤̏͋̂͘ ̸̘̪͎̀̈́̓͌̑́̚L̸̳̔̉̅̀͗̉e̴̹̳͓͎͆ţ̶͕̫̆͆͗͊ ̵̲̝̘͕̼̩͇͂͝m̸̛͎̿̄͌̕e̴̢̦̙̯̗͋ ̷̣͇͇͉͚̮̭̽͋͂̃̈̆o̸̡̫̺̗͎̻̗͌͝ū̵͓̫̼̟̣͗̅t̴͕̦̻̮̏̈́̊͆̄̆͘͝.̵̛̟̬͎̼̟̗̽̓͗̑ ̸̡̢̢̳̙̊̈̿͘͝L̴̢̘̄̓̌̈́͋̓̕e̴̤̫̖̖̝̔̈́̒͋ͅͅt̸͔̙̼͖̓͑̿͝ ̵͚͓̭̜͑̒m̶̡͖̙͚̄̋̔͠e̵̬̗͆͗̄̃̅͊͒̓ ̸̨͔͕̲̼̗͌̂̋̽̀̓̓ȯ̵̟̯̭̫͎̅̒̆̽̓̇͘u̸̗̙͗̈ţ̸̨̳̜͉͇̅͛̆͠.̶̯̞̽́ ̷̡̈́̀̉̀̈́̀͒L̸̦̝̼̮̝̞̭̣̈́̈̈̕è̷͔̻͓͉̬̎͝ͅt̶̳͕͉̘̽̎̃̿͘ ̷͈̰̫̽̈́m̷̠͖̦̙̬̲̽̊̐͒̈́̏͜e̶̩͗̈̅̔ ̸̹̞̮͈̲́̍̾̿͂ô̷̘̇͑̇̚̚͝͠u̶̧̡̥͔̞̰̥͒̉̐̊̄͜͝t̴̢̗̻̯͓̰̹̓́̽͆͊͗͝.̵̧̼̬͙̙͙͚̗̈́̀̈́͌̍̽̿ ̵͍̹͔̖̖͓̏̀̾͛L̶̨̮̜̳̻̣̻̫͑̎ȅ̵̯ţ̴̬̹̩͌̈́̓̍̇͌ ̷̞̠̖̫́̏̂̐͆͜͠m̴̥͉̯̖̈͛͌ẻ̸͇̌̾͂̽͑̚ ̵͕͖̤͔̜͓̤̻͊̊ő̵̰̲̪͗̐͐͋ȗ̴̩̜͇̓́͆͒̚t̸̯̍͗͒̏.̴̼͓̜̮͙̘̜̃͛͑̅̀̔̅̎ ̸̜̟͙͎̓̽̚͝L̶͖̻̱̒̈̊̕e̷̢̨̝̰̱̱͋̊̌́ͅt̸̢̪͇̹̘̤̟̮̉̌̇̂ ̷̧̧̃̀̏͠͠͠m̸̦̞̩̠̠͛͐͠ͅę̷͍̤̘̼̘̒͠ ̴̠̞̠̬̻͛͊̚ŏ̵̖̆̉͘ǘ̴̢̿̂̌͠t̵̡͓̞̦͉̰͒̓̄ ̶̙̳̙̜̳͇̮̌͠l̶͖̉͒͗̾̾̽̀ͅe̵͇͔͛t̵̟̏̓̒ ̸̱̳̩̦̹̣̐̈́̆̎̍̇̉͝m̷̦̘̫͆͝e̵̘͇̾̿̔͠͠ ̸͔͔͍͇̹̘̦͎̉̈͒͗̋ǫ̸͈̗͕͙͒͒̃̃̈́̊̚u̶̧̮̰͚̔͋͂̑̈́́͐̂t̸̹̺̠̜͖͌̋̑͆̌̌̚ ̸̛̪̲̇͊̑̓̕͜͝ả̸̢̤̦̥̙̾̓͂n̵̘̂͐̑̇̾͝͝ḑ̶̖͔̩͍͚̭̎̋̅̈̈́̂̔̽ͅ ̵̱͕̌͌m̷̢̢̡̯̫̎̈́͆͒̾ḁ̸̱͙͚̤͇͆̈́̏͂̑̎͛̀y̵̡̛̺͔̯̯̤̐̀b̷̢̨̮̭͝ẹ̶̼͙̭̥̗͚̍͘̕͘͜ ̷̧̪̖̰̞̿͂̌̆l̶̺͗̆͆͋͜͝é̷̖̹̬͎̥̀͌̆̍t̶͖͈̖̫̊̊̃͒̋͠ ̶̲̠̹̅̍̑͑m̶̧̘͔̜̄̆͊͋̔͑͘͝ͅẹ̸̛͓̘̖̝ ̶̛͙͈̩̜͂̏̾͛͘̚l̴͎̤͖͋̑̾͗ę̶͎̜̣͊ť̴̬͂̓́́̕͠͝ ̵̛͉͎̦͙̠̈́͊͑̽̈́͘͜͝l̷̫̼͕̩͍̍͒̚͜͝ë̷̹͖̠̭t̷͈̣́̕ ̸̢̼̩͂̀͗̔͌l̴̪͈̗̟̲̒è̸̺̙̲̘̩̲̺̊̅̄͛ͅẗ̶̟ ̵̡̰̤̳̿̀͆̇̃̉l̸̨͍̺͙͖̂̎̾͝e̶̯͗̑̏ẗ̵̛̝̱͓̱̪̺̞̓̀̔̽
LET ME OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Quite it's all quiet for once in your life ever…. Ever since then it's been like a noise. You can't stop a filter. You couldn't even break…But now it's finally all that noise all of that pain all that confusion ……
Gone…. You're finally let out some tears….Tears after God knows how long being stuck in that sate…you're finally out…
Why..Did no one help back to normal?
Was it because of the bullying you did? that's not fair. That's not fair it all everyone did it to Chicken Little… why were you punished? Why didn't your parents say anything when came back home….
W h y
As you being finally letting tears out for so long that you didn't know….. no you did know that you couldn't shed anymore finally shed, enjoying the freedom… your own autonomy taken back rightfully in your hands….no longer being
his puppet finally back at your own body….How dare
they! You would've apologized because you were already feeling sorry for chicken but they…
Didn't Care.
Fine if this town want to pretend they aren't bullies and hypocrites that's fine with you…
Your running away here. You don't care where you go anyway as long as it's far from this town…
As they as their away from Him…
Firstly, you take off that ridiculous dress that was forced upon you and go back to your overalls and shirt… You're keeping the parasol just in case it rains. You go around your room grabbing anything that might help you put away any extra stuff so that you can run away. You takes some extra clothes which are your clothes instead of that ridiculous girly stuff
You tiptoe down, and you see your parents in grossed with the television….. they're not gonna miss some money after all, they didn't miss you…
As you take the money and return back, you'll look over your current runaway stuff. You have your trusted baseball bat your extra clothes, and that parasol.
While putting the items away in the school bag you have,you need to figure out where you need to go… it could be anywhere but that place you saw earlier the one that talked about how the parents were but their kids were OK… that they cared about the kids…. Looks like you found your new destination.
You sling your runaway supplies with you over your back and as you tiptoe down stairs, down to the door of your house as you begin to reach to open it, you take one quick look back to see if they notice; to see if mom and dad care. However it's really you and your back…oh why did you bother? They're still looking at the TV.
As you open the door and you proceeded to walk down to the bus stop it's empty. No one's there as you sit down and wait a bit you see the bus you see a warthog bus driver wearing his uniform and he looks like you with a bit of concern and he says:
"Uh… what's the destination of Missy."
His voice seemed concerned but not too questioning, and you look up at him eyes full of nothing just bitterness and acceptance
" Springfield."
You say to him a concern look for a bit, but as you walk up the bus stairs, the door close behind behind you, and you proceeded to walk all the way back it's empty, and no one else is coming with you for once…. How ironic.
As you sit down, looking out the town that changed you… that mocked a kid… You look away, and ride away to your new home… to your future.
This omake was the hardest one I've ever done so far as always likes criticism is always appreciated and thank you for reading this. The reason I made this because I felt like the character foxy was dealt a bad ending in her film so I created this and hopefully gave her a much better ending… better future